138 – Envy and Hatred
Envy and Hatred
Aria stands still and looks up at the party hall where the ball is being held.
From the twinkling lights by the windows to the beautiful melodious music and the sound of people talking. Aria lowers her head as she stares at the happy and colorful silhouettes of the academy students.
A pure white dress reminiscent of a wedding dress shines in the light of the street lamp.
It is a dress that her maids and knights risked their lives to save in one day.
So much money was spent on the quest, and she ran frantically through the city, but her maids and knights couldn’t keep their mouth shut when they saw Arya in her dress.
Terla, who took care of the fainting maids of the mansion with her benevolent smile as if she had fulfilled her lifelong wish while covered in sweat, caught up with her spirit with her superhuman endurance and followed Aria.
‘Ah, dogs are good.’
She
She was the one who didn’t like swearing, but if she wanted to express this, she couldn’t help it.
The reason why she did not pass out due to her superhuman endurance was also because of her desire to see Arya for even one more second somehow besides her protection.
She is praised as a goddess, and she wears a pure white dress.
It was Aria watching her prom with envy, but no matter how bright her lights were at her prom, she couldn’t beat her under her lamppost.
Terla sheds tears of happiness, thinking that the most beautiful place at this moment is right here.
Just by looking at the shy girl’s dress, Terla praises her unreliable Zeroa.
She had to give it a little credit because it made one of her lifelong wishes come true.
Besides, being able to monopolize this beautiful figure alone. Of course, there are escorts secretly hiding around, but anyway, it’s just the young lady and herself.
It was better than going out to the ball and being swarmed with bugs.
She likes to watch young ladies dance, but she is absolutely against dancing with some bastard.
I’m sorry for Aria, who couldn’t go in and only watched her window, but this was her optimal position for Terla.
“Ms. Arya…?”
Terla, who was nodding her head, widened her eyes and glared in the direction of the sound.
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When Zeroa is frightened by her preying eyes, Terla quickly hides her expression and backs away from her.
Follow her today and approach her strangely scary aria with her zero knowing her glance at her.
“……”
Seeing Aria bowing her head with her cheeks blushing, Zeroa lost her words.
– Cook Cook
Normally, Terla doesn’t interfere, but Terla has no choice but to stab her in the side to the bewildered Zeroa.
‘Praise him, bastard.’
When Terla, who did not speak her words but conveyed her intentions only with her eyes, backs away, Zeroa, who regains her senses, stutters her words with her cheeks flushed.
“Uh, that… Ari, Ms. Aria… That, uh… The dress… Is pretty…”
“… Thank you.”
Thinking that she is filthy unappreciative, Terla looks pleased as Arya shyly turns her head away.
As her awkward silence sets in, Zeroa panics and tries to find out what to say to her.
“Uh- uh, to the prom, I didn’t know you were coming to the prom. One step forward.”
“Yes… But I can’t get in…”
Arya glances out her window and bows her head with her sad eyes.
Zeroa looked blankly at the shy Aria for a moment before smiling softly.
“It’s okay. Next time, and then again. Let’s have a ball here today.”
“Uh… But, Zeroa-kun, you have to go in to enjoy the ball. You don’t have to stay with me.”
No man in the world will listen to Arya and return to the prom.
Likewise, Zeroa shook her head.
“You don’t have to enjoy the ball in the party hall. The first emperor and the girl Seria danced in the town square.”
‘This bastard suddenly speaks well.’
Terla watches the two from a distance.
Even if she only had something to chew and drink, she was a woman who regretted that she would not have been the best healer.
When Aria, who couldn’t bother Zeroa, tried to refuse, the music at the party grew louder.
“Horljov’s rose.”
“Do you know the music?”
“Yes, it’s music I’ve heard a lot since I worked at an opera house.”
Zeroa casually nods her head and looks at the window of her party, then turns her head to see Aria.
The light from the street lamp is down on her face as she looks up at the party.
As if possessed by something about her, Zero knows her and opens her mouth unknowingly.
“Do you want to dance?”
Aria’s head lowered and she stared at Zeroa.
“Oh, that, that, that, prom, prom day, and dancing day! I don’t have that, other, other mind.”
‘Oh, that idiot.’
She is going well, but Zero Arl Terla, who is always hitting the candles, looks at her pathetically.
Aria, who was staring at Zeroa, who was flustered with her dazed expression, nodded her head.
“Yes, please dance with me.”
As Arya holds out her hand, Zeroa carefully takes her hand, confused as to whether this is a dream or reality.
Arya’s hand, which she held for the first time, was warm, soft, pretty, smelled good, beautiful, and cozy. That said, she was happy anyway.
The feet of the two move slowly to the music, and Terla watches with a thrilled expression.
As the two get closer and face her, Terla watches her frowning.
As Arya turns away from Zeroa and her dress spreads out like a white flower, Terla watches her nosebleed.
It was a dark street, but it was so beautiful to see the two dancing under the street lights.
“Dancing… You dance very well.”
“I’m not good at dancing. I worked as an assistant to a dance instructor.”
‘Have you not done anything?’
Terla vents her dissatisfaction internally, but Arya hears his reply and bursts out laughing as if it’s funny.
She was a small smile, but it was a big change for her, who has always been static and expressionless.
“Zeroa-kun has done so many things. It’s amazing.”
“Wonderful… Is it?”
“Yes, that’s great. What else have you been up to?”
Aria and Zeroa have a friendly conversation while dancing.
Intimate conversation and dancing under the streetlights that seem to be one step closer.
For Terla, a lover of romance novels, nothing hit her heart as directly as this.
She puts her finger on her bleeding nose and puts on a pleased expression.
There is no time to die now.
Terla nods her head, then slowly turns her head to see her in the distance between the bushes.
‘That… Can I leave it alone?’
At the party, Zeroa wasn’t the only person who was possessed by Aria’s aura.
Terla glared at the man watching the two dance with red eyes, then turned her head.
It’s not like I have a grudge against the lady anyway.
The eyes filled with hatred and jealousy were directed at Zeroa.
‘Bastard, if you want to win the lady’s heart, overcome this and come.’
She told Arya that if she didn’t feel bad, she wouldn’t step out, and she cut off her attention.
* * *
“Whoah- It was hard. Grandpa’s training is too hard.”
“It’s difficult because the Paul instructor only teaches the basics.”
Athlan, Seivan, and Delan go inside with Zeroa.
“I’m hungry. Let’s go get something to eat.”
“Oh, I brought a packed lunch.”
At Zeroa’s words, Aslan, Seivan, and even Delon, who were changing into their training clothes, stared at him without saying a word.
“I… Why…?”
“Who gave it to you? Mayri?”
Zeroa cautiously asked in an awkward atmosphere, and Seiban smiled and asked.
“Isn’t it? Miss Meili, why did you give it to me? My sister gave it to me.”
“Did you have a sister?”
“Don’t pay attention. It’s a child.”
Kicking Seiban’s butt, Aslan changes clothes again.
As soon as she hears that Kara packed her, seeing the set that cuts her attention, Zeroa tilts her head and goes through her bag to change her clothes.
“What?”
“Why? What happened?”
“I don’t have any clothes…”
I opened my bag wide and rummaged through it, but I couldn’t find any clothes.
“Didn’t you put it somewhere else? I sometimes forget where I put it.”
“I guess… I can’t remember where I put it.”
“I often suffer from forgetfulness. I spent two hours struggling to find my sword the other day. You can’t leave things anywhere.”
“That’s right, my mother always said to put things in order first.”
While listening to the conversation between the two, Seiban makes eye contact with Delan.
Aslan could do that, but there’s no way that the well-organized and diligent Zeroa would have left her clothes anywhere.
It was Seiban who felt something, but he was vague about concluding with one thing at the moment, so he went on silently for the time being.
“It’s embarrassing, but let’s get changed later and go eat.”
Aslan said, thinking nothing of it. Zeroa nodded her head and took the lunchbox and went out with the three of them.
“Here it is. Ah… I can’t wear it because it’s dirty.”
Picking up clothes crumpled on the floor like a mop right in front of her dressing room, Zeroa smiles bitterly.
“Why are you here?”
“I think I left it by the window and it fell off.”
Zeroa brushes off her clothes and says she left them in her bag and goes back inside.
While Seiban looks at Aslan, who carelessly asks what the menu is today while waiting, Zeroa comes out and heads for the restaurant.
“Whoops!”
On her way down the stairs, Zeroa trips and nearly falls over, but she manages to correct her posture.
As she calms her startled heart, Zeroa breathes a sigh of relief as she realizes there was water on the stairs she stepped on.
“I almost got into trouble. I wonder who cleaned it because the water was standing there.”
Zeroa says she shouldn’t let other people step on her, so she magically evaporates her water.
Asran, who watches him from behind, looks around her with fierce eyes.
No matter how ignorant Aslan was, she could notice her if she went this far.
She didn’t know anything about the author, who didn’t suspect anyone, but she was clearly a malicious prank.
Sprinkling some water on the stairs won’t make them slippery, and all of the academy students here, except pure magicians, have trained their bodies to the limit.
It was not possible with simple water to topple them.
Athlan searches for the culprit as if he will kill him if caught, but no suspicious person is found.
Rather, she came out into the hallway and met Asran’s eyes and was startled that there was only one person who went back in.
In this situation, it is suspicious behavior, but Aslan, who knows that it is because of his eyes, turns his head while frowning.
“It’s done. You waited so long, right? Let’s go.”
Looking at Zeroa, who asks to go to the restaurant with a bright smile, Aslan, feeling sorry for her, heads for the restaurant with him.
It is always crowded during lunchtime as the academy students move according to the lecture schedule.
Athran, who managed to find a seat among the academy students sitting huddled at a long table, starts eating with the four of them.
“Her sister cooks and seems to like her brother a lot..”
“No, it’s probably raspberry bread. I bought too many before and it started to rot…”
As Zeroa blurted out her words and avoided her gaze, Seiban, who was smiling happily, shut her mouth with an embarrassed expression.
“I hope it hasn’t rotted yet. The raspberry bread is delicious.”
“Yes, if I hadn’t eaten this all year round, I could have enjoyed it more.”
Seeing Zeroa’s bitter expression, Aslan shut her mouth.
For some reason, raspberry bread was often brought during training.
Leave the three of them who couldn’t look at each other because they were embarrassed, and only Delan was eating quietly, and in an awkward atmosphere, Zeroa forced a smile and said.
“It’s okay, I’m used to it now, so it’s awkward if there’s no raspberry bread… Uh…?”
Zeroa’s complexion hardened as she smiled and opened the lunch box.
There were crushed raspberry bread and boots in the barrel.
It was disgusting just to look at the dirty boots that looked like they had run wild in the mud, and something that looked like mud flowed from the lid held in Zeroa’s frozen hand.
“Ah… That Kara is mischievous, mischievous. I’m sorry for showing you things like this.”
As Zero tries to close her barrel quickly, an angry Aslan raises her fist.
– Quaang
Asran, who hit her table hard, jumps up and shouts at her academy students.
“f*ck!!! What kind of bastard are you?! Is it fun? Huh?! Is it fun!!”
“Ah, Aslan-kun, what’s wrong with you all of a sudden?”
Zeroa panics and tries to catch him, but Aslan doesn’t pay attention and keeps shouting.
“If you have any complaints, come out and tell me! Don’t act like an idiot!!”
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The academy students, who had no way of knowing the situation, stared blankly at him, and the seniors looked at Aslan with frowns.
However, Aslan is not at all discouraged by the gazes of many people and glares at him as if to kill him.